And fired….

As the smoke settled, the Man was surprised to see that the body of the dead wolf, which was supposed to be there, wasn’t. There wasn’t any trace of blood, and the Man scratched his head in puzzlement.

But then a distant howl shattered his thoughts, and, as he looked up, he saw the running form of a black and red male wolf with a dead sheep hanging from its jaws, speeding silently away to the moonlight hills beyond, yellow eyes shining with victory.